The Complete Works of William Shakespeare: With a Life of the Poet, Explanatory Foot-notes, Critical Notes, and a Glossarial Index, Volúmenes 7-8Ginn & Heath, 1880 |
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... give thanks you have lived so long , and make yourself ready in your cabin have such phrases as " galleys not yare of steerage , " and " ships light of yarage , " and " galleys heavy of yarage . " 3 In Shakespeare's time , the wind was ...
... give thanks you have lived so long , and make yourself ready in your cabin have such phrases as " galleys not yare of steerage , " and " ships light of yarage , " and " galleys heavy of yarage . " 3 In Shakespeare's time , the wind was ...
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... give o'er , and drown ? Have you a mind to sink ? Sebas . A pox o ' your throat , you bawling , blasphemous , incharitable dog ! Boats . Work you , then . Anto . Hang , cur , hang ! you whoreson , insolent noise- maker , we are less ...
... give o'er , and drown ? Have you a mind to sink ? Sebas . A pox o ' your throat , you bawling , blasphemous , incharitable dog ! Boats . Work you , then . Anto . Hang , cur , hang ! you whoreson , insolent noise- maker , we are less ...
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... give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; ling , heath , broom , furze , any thing . ' The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death . 19 18 [ Exit . 16 Glut for englut ; that is , swallow up.- Widest ...
... give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; ling , heath , broom , furze , any thing . ' The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death . 19 18 [ Exit . 16 Glut for englut ; that is , swallow up.- Widest ...
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... give him annual tribute , do him homage , Subject his coronet to his crown , and bend The dukedom , yet unbow'd , To most ignoble stooping . Mira . - alas , poor Milan ! O the Heavens ! Pros . Mark his condition , and th ' event ; 34 ...
... give him annual tribute , do him homage , Subject his coronet to his crown , and bend The dukedom , yet unbow'd , To most ignoble stooping . Mira . - alas , poor Milan ! O the Heavens ! Pros . Mark his condition , and th ' event ; 34 ...
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... give Ariel notice that the speaker is now ready for his services in charm- ing Miranda to sleep . But this does not seem to me very likely , as it makes Prospero give Ariel a second notice , in his next speech . So I rather adopt the ...
... give Ariel notice that the speaker is now ready for his services in charm- ing Miranda to sleep . But this does not seem to me very likely , as it makes Prospero give Ariel a second notice , in his next speech . So I rather adopt the ...
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Anto Ariel Autolycus blood Bohemia Cade Caliban Camillo Capell Collier's second folio Corrected crown Cymbeline daughter death dost doth Duke Duke of Burgundy Duke of York Dyce Earl England Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Ferd foot-note France give Gloster Gonza Grace hand Hanmer hath heart Heaven Herm Hermione honour Jack Cade Julius Cæsar King Henry lady Leon Leontes look lord Lord Protector master means Mira never noble old text reads passage play Poet Polix Polixenes pr'ythee pray Prince Pros Prospero Protector PUCELLE quarto Queen Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET Salisbury SCENE Sebas sense Shakespeare Shep Sicilia Somerset speak spirit Steph Suffolk sweet sword Talbot thee thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt thought traitor Trin unto Walker Warwick wife wilt word York
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Página 107 - Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want, Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; And my ending is despair, Unless I be relieved by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults As you from crimes would pardon'd be Let your indulgence set me free.
Página 213 - The first thing we do, let's kill all the ' lawyers. Cade. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment ? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man ? Some say, the bee stings : but I say, 'tis the bees' wax, for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mine own man since.
Página 70 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Página 96 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Página 94 - Some heavenly music, which even now I do, To work mine end upon their senses that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And deeper than did ever plummet sound I'll drown my book.
Página 19 - Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.
Página 94 - I made shake, and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves at my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let 'em forth By my so potent art.
Página 194 - To blush and beautify the cheek again. But see, his face is black, and full of blood ; His eyeballs further out than when he lived, Staring full ghastly like a strangled man : His hair uprear'd, his nostrils stretch'd with struggling ; His hands abroad display'd, as one that grasp'd And tugg'd for life, and was by strength subdued.
Página 76 - O, it is monstrous, monstrous ! Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper : it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i...
Página 62 - The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear : for several virtues Have I liked several women ; never any With so full soul, but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed, And put it to the foil : but you, O you, So perfect, and so peerless, are created Of every creature's best.